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mandibelle16January 22, 2019 / 2:31 pm

Love this image with your poem. Ripping open the seams in this case is a terrible thing, it’s as if the speaker had let go of everything which makes her kind and nice. That she’s been torn apart so many times, all bets are off.

Sadly in some relationships it’s very hard to avoid. I always had to walk on the proverbial egg shells with my mother. She could be wonderful and then explode. Thankfully only verbally….but that can rip at your seams as well.

Interesting! Actually that’s a photo of my seam ripper (I only use it on cloth or to untangle knots in threads or yarn!) and it has a tiny piece of red plastic on that end. But you’re right. It does look like a drop of blood and that certainly adds to the poem!

I like this! I have never been craftsy with my hands except for cooking. I love the thought of ripping open seams, unmasking cruelty. I like your seam ripper too. I still have one from my ancient home ec days but alas, it lies idle in a junk drawer.

Glad you enjoyed, Toni. My sewing machine did not come with me in our move to Boston some 20+ years ago. It was well used though when our children were small. These days, I use my seamripper to untangle knots if I’m mending by hand. Yep – I do mend. 🙂
As a metaphor, it’s an entirely different thing!

So stark and raw, Lillian, in only a few words. And the image works so well with it–stark.

Do you ever get a scene in your head from a poem? For some reason, I got an image of an eighteenth-century woman in mind. No, idea where that came from. I think “cruelty” made me think “Dangerous Liaisons” or something. . . 🙂

Oh yes….I do get a scene or person in my head from folks’ writing. I particularly love Bjorn’s ancient librarian…and sometimes when I’m at the Boston Public Library which is quite beautiful, I think of him meandering through the stacks! 🙂